Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

Charlotte stared blankly for two seconds, then lowered her head and tried her best not to look in Shane's direction. She was trying to convince herself that this had nothing to do with her. "What's the matter?" Shane picked up the phone. Whatever he heard made his face darken instantly. "No matter what you do, I want to see results within an hour."

On the other side, Jackson replied with a wry smile, "Mr. Fuller, it's not that I refuse to follow him, but there's simply no other way for me to do so. That man named Christopher is too cunning. He sent my address and information to my enemy. You know that I only care about Josephine in my life. Let's not mention how much she has done for you. I just want to keep her alive."

When Josephine was mentioned, Shane's eyes darkened. "Protecting Josephine and completing your assignment are both your responsibilities."

"Mr. Fuller, I can only try my best."

The sound of the call disconnecting was his only reply.

Shane had hung up.

Charlotte pretended to ask casually, "Who is that guy? I saw the caller ID. I wasn't aware that you knew someone named Jackson."

"I hired him to track Christopher. His people are crafty, so I needed someone seasoned."

"I see." Charlotte smiled. Of course, she chose to believe Shane. Or rather, she had no choice.

Why would a person who should have been tailing Christopher appear in her vicinity? Was Christopher nearby that day? Suspicion bloomed in Charlotte's mind, but she had no proof and could only remain silent.

As soon as Charlotte returned home after work, she received a message from Luciano. Although they had only worked together once, seeing as she and Rick gave him capital, Luciano had become their pawn in Airline Union. His message this time was simple - Emerson Corporation was looking for someone to acquire shares, and they were about to go bankrupt.

Charlotte had been expecting to hear this, but it still took her by surprise. She knew that it was only a matter of time before Emerson Corporation went bankrupt. Countless people, including investors, were circling them covetously.

However, she didn't expect Emerson Corporation to take a nosedive so quickly.

"Can you come forward to buy shares?" Charlotte

asked.

step forward now, would they be suspicious? After all, I was on the verge of

tunneled from an offshore account that belongs to Jane Corporation. They

how

early years and worked hard all his life. But before he passed, he realized he was all alone, so he decided to leave a large sum of money to you." This cover story was not fabricated by Charlotte. She had discussed it with Avery and Rick

the other hand, there were many people with similar experiences in this

realize that he was born with nothing and would die with nothing,

this was a good idea. He gave a

but did

The next day.

improved. Luciano sent a message saying

suspicious, so she immediately ordered Peter to

find the original investor at all. Simply put, it was very likely that this money was stolen. Even if the money was acquired legitimately, it

knows the agent of the artist who hurt Cassius. This artist is disgusting." Peter was

a Bluetooth headset, she was on her laptop, and the fatigue between her eyebrows was obvious. "Have they found out about Luciano?" "No, they released the

"That's good."

the plan? We're practically in a direct confrontation with him in the entertainment

we have to continue. I won't stop until one of us goes

shocked at the vehemence of her words. Cassius was a very important pawn to her. She would

there would be a day when Miss Charlotte would be so courageous. Well, I will find a way to solve it as soon as possible. It's about nine o'clock in the evening. They should not be able to speak, but they still need Avery's help. I can't make a big difference by

will always

Emerson,

with Stevens Family, he will leave. We

at a

to accept the

arrived at the villa and was led to Cassius's room by a private doctor. Cassius had begun his livestream. He put

his slightly haggard look. But she found that he was still sluggish despite trying his best to put up a cheerful front.